What comes next? (Jimin X Reader) SEQUEL TO DYRJLMP?

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Jimin POV:

The morning sun streamed through the gap in the curtains of the hotel room and inwardly cursed myself for not closing them completely before falling into bed the night before. It shined right across my face, pulling me from my sleep. I turned my head to see Y/N snuggled against my chest, her right arm over my waist, holding me close to her, her other hand under her cheek. The sight of my beautiful fiancé asleep beside made my heart flutter in my chest and I held onto her a little bit tighter, never wanting to let go of her.

As I lay there, I couldn't stop thinking of everything we had gone through in the last year. Between her moving to Korea, starting her job, moving in with me and getting kidnapped by a crazy fan, it showed me that no matter what happened, we were stronger together. sometimes I was still worried that she was going to think that it was all too much. between my long hours, the crazy schedule, and the (sometimes) overzealous fans, it would be too much for her to handle and she would leave me. It was something I occasionally obsessed over, knowing if I lost her, it would destroy me.

When she had first moved to Korea, I had been completely captivated by her from the very first date. I knew I liked her even before meeting her in person, but that night solidified everything for me. After getting past her initial shyness (and I was still her sexy unicorn), she had talked to me like real Jimin and not just Jimin from BTS. She talked to me like a man and not an international superstar. It made me feel more human and less like something to be adored and admired, but only from a distance.

As creepy as it sounded, I lay there, my eyes roving over her face, studying her pretty features. "I can feel you staring." Y/N's voice was soft and sleepy, making me flinch.

"I wasn't staring. I was... admiring." Her eyes were still closed, but the smile on her face gave her away, growing a little bigger at my words. "You're so beautiful it is hard not to look at you."

Y/N's eyes slowly opened and her gaze focused on me. "This is coming from the most handsome man on the planet." Raising a hand, she stroked her fingers over my cheeks. "These cute little cheeks that I love to squish." She gave them a gentle pinch before tracing over my mouth. "These gorgeous full lips that I love to kiss so much." She pressed a quick kiss to them before pulling back, me trying to follow her for another kiss.

She was silent for a moment and I tickled her side. "Are you done already? Nothing else?" My tone was teasing, making her laugh. "Keep going. I like it."

Although she rolled her eyes, the adoration in her eyes showed me she was enjoying this. "You want more?" I nodded. She ran her hand through my hair, making me close my eyes in delight. "I love your silky hair whatever color it is." She touched right below my eyes. "The way your eyes crinkle up when you smile. It shows how happy you are." Sliding her hand down my body, she ran it over my hip. "The way you move these hips so sexy." I wiggled my hips, making her laugh again. "I know you are the harshest critic on you, but when I look at you, everything I see is perfect to me."

"Just marry me now." Y/N laughed at my words and kissed her nose. "I'm serious. I love you so much. You... you see me as Park Jimin and not just BTS Jimin."

"Because to me you are Park Jimin. Did I have a crush on BTS Jimin? Of course. Like half the other men and women in the world, but I fell in love with Park Jimin." Y/N's words were sincere and it took everything in me not to haul her out of bed and drag her to the nearest wedding chapel.

I settled for capturing her lips with mine, slowly stripping her out of her clothes, and showing her just how much I loved her.

***

An hour later, we finally made it out of bed, showered and changed. I knew I had distracted her, but that was the fun part of it. Namjoon had called while we were finishing up and asked if we wanted to join them for breakfast. Management had ordered in from the hotel restaurant and it was being delivered soon. Y/N had readily agreed and we had headed to Namjoon's room, her hand held tightly in mine. It was nice being on a private floor since we could travel back and forth between each other's rooms without worrying about being seen by ARMY or pictures of us that we didn't consent to being taken.